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miroslavcloset · 1 year

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Even now, you remain my light [Neuller +18 Fic] Chapter 1

~Manu used to be in Thomas' presence almost 24/7, between being at home with him and training with Bayern, is rare to not have his comforting aura around him, but with an injury, their routines have to be separated. Today Thomas will be home a little earlier than usual and Manu is feeling a little clingier than usual, so his boyfriend will make sure to take care of him and make him feel as loved as possible.~

A/N: Hi, fellow football lovers, may I offer you fluffy and dirty Neuller in these trying times? I'm still writing it but I'm really proud of what I've achieved up to today regarding this fic. The smut will be in the upcoming chapter and it will be posted as soon as is finished and I've written something for chapter 3 as well bc my adhd brain only works like this. Love you and thanks for reading <3 P.D: English is not my first language, but I did my best, hope everything is alright~

The sun was slowly sinking into the horizon marking the end of a long day of training and testing for the team, well, for everyone except for Manuel. The goalkeeper spent his days a little differently lately. He could rest except when he attended medical appointments and the therapies necessary for the recovery of the injury on his right leg. The bandages were somewhat annoying in themselves, but they were one of the few things that were required of him according to the medical staff. To be honest, he wasn't someone who took that kind of matter too seriously, maybe he was a little more resistant than the others expected or he just demanded too much of himself. Thomas assured him that was the second option, for sure.

Under the care of his boyfriend, Manuel did not do much and although he insisted that he could fend for himself, Thomas did not allow him to hang around the house more than his physiotherapists allowed him according to the diagnosis. Under any other circumstances, Manuel might even consider that somewhat annoying but seeing how Thomas spoiled him in many ways, from bringing him breakfast in bed, to helping him find the most comfortable sleeping position considering how tough the pain could be, achieved that little by little Manuel lowered his defenses and this time he let his partner show him how much he cared.

Usually, as one of the main faces of the team, Thomas had to attend more business meetings than the rest of the players, maybe some quick recording or interview regarding an upcoming game, which is why it wasn't normal for Thomas to get home before dark. But today would be something different. A little after noon, Manuel saw that his phone screen turned on, probably showing a new notification, without taking his eyes off the movie that was playing on the screen in his room, he unlocked the screen and saw that he received a message from Thomas. A smile spread across his face when he read that he would postpone a photo session due to his contract extension to arrive earlier to take care of him, and before Manuel could refute with any argument, another message accompanied the first one, saying that when proposing it to the managers, they had not raised any problem for it as long as the session had been taken care of on Monday. It was very nice to think that today he could spend more time than usual with Thomas, he had to admit that he felt his absence. He replied to the message with 'Can't wait to see you', followed by a selfie where he only showed half of his face, the other half under the white covers on the bed, the phone lit up again, this time with Thomas sending a picture of his own, of him in the team lockers, in the background some more players were seen organizing their things, in the caption of the photo he wrote 'I miss you. I'll see you later ;)', of course, he found it adorable.

The rest of the afternoon passed without much detail, Thomas did not specify the time he would arrive and Manuel did not ask either, he did not want to sound annoying, taking into consideration that his boyfriend postponed commitments to spend more time with him, obviously he would not pressure him. Manuel made himself comfortable between the covers, piling them a little under his right knee to give him some support and removing the extra pillow he had put behind his back earlier, little by little among the pleasant warmth of the room in contrast to the white cloak of snow that covered the city and the tranquility of knowing that Thomas would come home, made Manuel slowly feel that sleep was taking over him, the voices coming from the television became barely audible murmurs while his eyes closed and he let himself go to be able to rest.

A soft scent was the first thing he noticed, even before fully waking up, he didn't recognize precisely what it was but he breathed it a couple of times trying anyways to think about it. He settled down, stretched, and yawned before opening his eyes with some laziness still, he saw that the room was dark, the television turned off and the curtains closed, he was surprised at first sight, since it wasn't the way he left the room before he had gone to sleep, he turned to look at the door and noticed that the rest of the house was with the lights on and sounds were heard coming from the kitchen, even without thinking too much he leaned on his elbows to see that on the floor in front of the closet was Thomas' sports bag, still apparently unpacked. He couldn't help but smile as he realized that his boyfriend was the one cooking something in the kitchen, and knowing Thomas, he would surely make enough for both of them. His naps always made him wake up thirsty and he wanted to greet his boyfriend, so taking care of his right leg, he climbed out of bed and gripped his crutches tightly to get up. He tried to make as little noise as possible by going to the kitchen and when he got there he saw Thomas still wearing his uniform jersey and sweatpants, maybe he hadn't arrived long ago. He was moving from one side to another what seemed to be vegetables with some kind of sauce in a frying pan, to one side was a knife and a board with some scraps on it. Thomas turned to place one of the plates that he used to mix the ingredients in the dishwasher, and as he did so, he was surprised to see Manuel at the kitchen entrance. Immediately his expression softened, and he switched from concentration to a sweet smile directed at his partner.

-Hi love. Did you rest well?-Thomas approached to give Manuel a light kiss on the lips, who corresponded with one from him.

-Hello darling. Yes, thanks for the TV and the curtains, by the way. How was the training?

-I supposed that you would rest better like that, your hair tells me that I was right.- He mentioned with a smile and a gesture indicating how messy it was.

Manuel chuckled softly and thought about fixing it, only to remember that he couldn't let go of his crutches while he was standing up.

Thomas immediately realized it too.

-Wait, let me help you with that.- He rinsed his hands under the kitchen faucet and quickly dried them on a towel. He went to get one of the dining room chairs and put it right behind Manuel, putting one hand on his back and one on his arm to help him sit down.

-Are you comfortable like this?- He continued. -If you want I can take you to the room and as soon as dinner is ready I'll bring it to you. I'm worried that you're going from here to there.-

Manuel sat down and placed the crutches to one side, leaning them against the wall. He combed his hair a little with one hand, to fix it and intentionally made an attempt to hide the slight blush that threatened to betray the sweet emotions that Thomas' attentions aroused in him.

-Don't worry, I'm comfortable here, plus I have to be careful that what happened last week in the kitchen doesn't happen today…-he replied with a mischievous look.

-Come on, it was only once! First and last, I promise.- He laughed. Thomas, crouching down to be at Manuel's level, stared at him for a few seconds without saying anything, put both hands on each side of his face on his cheeks, and kissed him on the forehead.

Manuel felt the so-called 'Butterflies in his stomach' at the gesture, which made him think that even though they had been together as a couple for a considerable time, Thomas still had the ability to make him feel that it was the first time he had hugged or kissed him.

-And today could be the second as I see.- He said, looking from Thomas's side to the frying pan that apparently he had forgotten.

Thomas opened his eyes and immediately turned to look at the stove, took the pan, and put it on the off stove next to it, to then turn off the one where the vegetables were. -No, definitely not today. I admit that I was saved from this one.- He took a couple more ingredients from the refrigerator and was arranging two plates after taking out tongs to serve hot food. -Have I told you that I adore your goalkeeper reflexes? They work to save almost anything, even our dinner.- A giggle escaped him and Thomas looked back at him smiling.

-Can I help you with something?- Manuel asked, taking his crutches from where they were lying.

-Nope. Everything is under control, captain.-

-Do you want to dine in the room? If you want we can see the movie that I didn't finish.-

-I love the idea. I'll finish serving the dishes and I'll take you to the room, okay?-

-Don't worry. I would like to help you with something else… It is one of the many inconveniences that injuries like this bring.- Manuel mentioned with a somewhat melancholic tone in his voice. He got up on his crutches and tried to grab the chair by the back to put it in place, but Thomas stopped him just before he could move it.

-I'll put it in place, love. How about you play the movie in the room while I get there? I usually get kinda confused with so many streaming services.-

-You are right about that. I got it.-

There is nothing Thomas would like more than to be able to help him in any way he can, even with the relatively easy task of getting from the kitchen to the bedroom, but he was also aware that Manuel was feeling a certain frustration at not being able to fend for himself at 100%. Even while he was recovering from the injury, he was someone characterized by his independence and leadership, not for nothing had he spent many seasons as the captain of one of the best teams in Europe.

He took a tray from among the drawers, served Manuel's dinner, and went to the main room. His boyfriend was sitting on the bed, typing in the search bar of the TV the title he wanted. He put the tray down and Manuel responded with a sincere 'Thank you', Thomas caressed his cheek with the back of his hand and returned to the kitchen for his own plate, upon entering he was greeted by Manuel with a smile and a light pat on the bed on the empty place next to him, motioning for him to sit next to him. Thomas settled back on the bed, careful not to move the dishes too much.

They ate in silence, watching the movie on the screen, only interrupting it with random questions like 'Would you like me to bring you something else to drink?' or 'Would you like anything else?', Thomas was not used to staying focused on a movie throughout the whole course of it, his attention shifting from one thing to another around him, but with this one, Manuel had made a very good choice as it wasn't too long and although it wasn't particularly an audiovisual masterpiece, it was quite entertaining and perfectly understandable until the end.

When it finished and the final credits began to roll on the screen, Manuel stretched out his arms, settling himself into place, and Thomas stood up to collect the dishes. He looked at the clock to make sure that there were still a few hours left for the medicines that Manuel had to take, so there was no problem.

Immersed in checking for any other care that might be eluding him, he carried everything on the tray back to the kitchen, thinking that later he would put everything in the dishwasher. He checked that apart from that, he had nothing on the waiting list and turned off the lights to return to the room.

Earlier that afternoon, Thomas had come straight from training and walked into the room to greet his partner. There was Manuel taking a nap in his bed, with the covers a little spread but enough to cover him from his shoulders down, the screen with a movie on standby, his light but rhythmic breathing, the sunset lights coming through the glass of the windows and the pleasant temperature at which the room was kept made Manuel look comfortable and peaceful. Thomas smiled to himself, maybe later he would tell him how adorable he looked… He took off his shoes, left his bag on the floor in front of the closet since he didn't want to make noise with the doors, closed the curtains, and turned off the TV. Finally, he approached him and gave him a small kiss on the forehead.

Now Manuel was looking at the screen of his phone, going through a few various apps. Thomas suddenly sat down next to him and slowly moved the phone away from them, earning his attention. Without thinking twice, he brought his face closer and kissed Manuel, pressing his lips against his, letting himself be carried away by how soft they felt. No matter how much time passed or how many times he kissed him, he always felt his heart race and a fleeting spark in his chest, the relief of a satisfied need to express how much he loved him and wanted him by his side. Thomas raised his hand and placed it on one of Manuel's cheeks, touching his skin in light movements, wanting to feel his partner as much as possible, his skin, his lips, everything that he could absorb at that moment.

Their recently separated routines were making that desire to feel close to each other flourish at moments like these, that touching contact was the trigger for the passion they needed to express. Manuel intertwined his fingers with Thomas' short hair, bringing him closer, if possible, even closer to him, feeling his impatience of consuming even more of him grow. He gently touched Thomas' lips with his tongue, exposing his need to deepen the kiss. As soon as he felt it, Thomas gently turned his face away from him, leaving Manuel with rapid breaths and a slightly confused look, with the intense blue of his eyes questioning the reason for the distance.

Thomas kissed him on the cheek and leaned close to his ear, saying softly: -I'll take a shower, honey. It'll take a moment and I'll get back to you, okay?-

He caressed his face for a couple of seconds in a gesture of affection and without saying anything else, he got up from the bed. He was heading towards the bathroom door, when he felt a slight tug on his fingers and someone holding them, impeding his advance. Thomas turned around, seeing Manuel sitting on the bed leaning towards him, stretching out his arm to take his hand, looking down with frustration and a tinge of sadness in his gaze.

-Manu...?-

-I… I've missed you, you know?- He looked up at him, this time with determination. -And I really want to take advantage of every moment you're here.- Although his tone remained firm, his white complexion began to reveal a marked blush. -Can I go with you?-

Thomas definitely didn't see that coming and the way he opened his eyes at his request showed that such a request was unusual from his partner. He softened his expression, returning his face to the characteristic expression that showed the state of mind of the moments in Manuel's company. He smiled and after bending down he approached him until the tips of his noses touched. -I have an idea, love.- He whispered to him, -Hold on to my shoulders and I'll help you. Come with me.-

#sorry for being like this #neuller #manuel neuer #thomas müller #thomas muller #football fanfic #fanfic #germany nt #fc bayern munich #i'm beyond good and evil at this point #gif by me #btw

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jukemaid · 2 months

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deep kei/keres lore ive been formulating and bringing together other tidbits into her greater story.

she's technically a recruitable shadow, but was born to answer akechi's inner turmoil post-canon (dealing with the consequences of his actions, learning to live for himself, allowing himself to grieve properly, etc), and so she's only looking for him. her innate strength alongside mementos' ability to manipulate cognition causes her to take a form like other concepts, with said form influenced by both what knowledge the sea granted her and by the piece of akechi's heart she carries, being human. her appearance is a mix of his (more specifically his mother's, which he notices immediately) and ryoji's/morgana's with the super bright blue eyes and dark hair.

just for context: she has no knowledge of any p3 events beyond what's already established in the collective unconscious, and is entirely divided from nyx and the appriser. she's more like thanatos as a persona and doesn't know any more than the mythology shes based from (daughter of nyx and one of two deaths). that said keres IS death, so she's extremely powerful and can't be killed... as you could probably guess.

she's a bit wonky tho, bc her nature as something so deeply ignored and rejected by the public leaves her without memory of her purpose. it's during her search for answers that she comes across the phantom thieves initially, and while this is where she meets the person she's looking for, she's not satisfied and refuses to confront her goal until she understands her full situation.

still, it's an extremely odd interaction, bc by all accounts they stumbled across another (human) morgana in mementos. very disturbingly, she's so haggard it looks like she just crawled out of a grave, but she manages to be very polite and turns down morgana's sympathetic offer for help. however little she knowledge she has, she knows that she and morgana cannot co-exist (as violent death and hope), and that's all the explanation she needs to strike out alone.

when presssed about her name, she can only remember the first letter/sound, so the pts decide that "kei" is a good enough name for her until she remembers her real one. both having no other option and also not caring about what she's called, kei takes to it immediately. it's this establishment of a human identity that later enables her to leave mementos, just like morgana can (having crazy strong persona users and a realized wild card acknowledge you as a person does wonders).

she spends months in mementos tho-- wandering, chatting with jose (who calls her the "sad lady" and offers her flowers and drinks to cheer her up, which kei always declines). at one point they find her facing down the reaper and obliterating it with a single touch, while she briefly laments over the poor child before continuing onward. the pts all know she's just as dangerous as she is mysterious, but they're also very experienced persona users, and don't think it's too big of a risk to keep talking to her as a group. she simply updates them on her progress in recovering her memories, and they have small talk about mundane things during breaks in their travels. like ann demanding that she gives kei a makeover bc it's making her crazy seeing how messed up she looks all the time. kei also refuses this bc she doesn't care about her looks either.

it's around this point akechi's more or less figured out what she is and that she's connected to him, with ren not far behind in the realization. whether kei knows or not is in the air bc she doesn't act any differently either way. in truth: she remembers fairly quickly, but has to fight against the tide of the public AND akechi unconsciously rejecting her to act on it all. which kei does... eventually, when she's certain enough to no longer be affected by outside sources and becomes a permanent fixture in reality.

and i'll get to that eventually bc it's the psychological beatdown of the century between akechi and every single emotion he's ever suppressed, with him not being able to deny her existence in relation to himself, OR kill her as he could any other shadow. tho to be fair she does ask him if he's ready to confront her first, making it very clear that once he agrees (and he WILL agree and they both know this) that it'll either end with akechi accepting her, and by extension his most wounded self, or being killed by her for refusing to open his heart and eyes to the path laid out before him.

#keiposting #persona oc

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catcze · 3 years

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One thought and it's gorou personally training you as a new member. Sure he probably shouldn't bc it's war but also he can't help it

WAIT this sparked a thought in my brain 👀👀 Not,,, exactly in line with the prompt, thop i did take most elements from it, hope you don’t mind!!

akjsdna OKAY okay, imagine, right, that maybe before the vision hunt decree, Gorou and you were childhood friends who drifted apart after your family moved to a different island in your teen years. There had always been a sort of tension between the two of you–– something there, but that neither of you acted on, even when the two of you were separated, and you figured that you’d never see Gorou again or express to him how you felt.

Anyway, in present time, for you, not everything was so bad when the vision hunt decree was announced–– no one in your family or friend groups had a vision, so there wasn't any immediate danger. But that changes tho when you catch word from the soldiers that there's a new force to be reckoned with from the rebel's side–– a young man named Gorou with a geo vision who has apparently become the general of the rebel army.

You’re immediately panicked and rush home bc Gorou?? Your childhood friend Gorou has a vision and is a general in the rebel army?? You’re worried about him bc even if you haven’t seen each other in so long, you still care about his wellbeing, even if he may not remember you anymore (It was so very long ago, after all.) You decide to get some rest instead to calm yourself, but another problem arises when you wake up: the icy-blue Cryo vision resting on your pillow, flickering almost in laughter.

Now you’re even more panicked, because you can’t stay here anymore–– you can’t risk your family or your friends becoming collateral damage if someone comes after your vision, nor do you want to burden anyone with trying to keep you hidden because you were too stubborn to leave. So you pack your bags, leave a note to your family explaining things very briefly, and you head off. It takes some time and a lot of effort to dodge the greedy hands trying to nab your vision, but eventually you find yourself at the gates of the rebellion, and after expressing your want to join them (showing your new vision as a main reason) you’re allowed in and brought before Gorou and Kokomi.

At first, you don’t think he remembers you–– he doesn’t bat an eye when you introduce yourself, or when Kokomi welcomes you into their ranks. You’re a bit disappointed, but you don’t blame him for it. As you’re one of the few vision-wielders they have, Kokomi asks if you know how to handle it at all. When you say that you just recently got it, Gorou offers to help you train with it, much to both your and Kokomi’s surprise. As higher-ups during this war time, certainly there’s much more important things to get done, right? But Gorou doesn’t retract his words, and Kokomi just looks on between you two until you agree and thank him.

Gorou himself knows that he shouldn’t be indulging himself like this–– he doesn’t have much time to spare with the Raiden Shogun always threatening their borders. But what else was he going to do when he saw you show up, lost and without any other option? There’s no way in hell he’s going to let you fight when you haven’t even familiarized yourself with your vision yet. So yes, even if he has more pressing matters to attend to, to Gorou, nothing is currently more important than making sure he’s not going to lose you a second time.

And, like, if you guys trade glances during training, or if he stands just a bit closer than he otherwise would, and if he catches you staring at him while you think he’s not looking–– well, those just make the time he spends with you even better spent.

#Gorou x reader #Genshin Impact x reader #Catte’s Concepts / Rambles 🦩#Cw GN reader

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takamikeiigos · 3 years

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• though keigo tends to be loud, seemingly carefree, and outgoing, he's convinced himself that hero work is his #1 priority and he has zero time to be getting all up in a tizzy about feelings

• this man probably doesn't even know what a long, meaningful hug feels like. but what does it matter because he's a hero, he doesn't have time to be mulling over that kinda stuff

• now don't get me wrong, keigo has all of the basic human wants and needs for love, affection, companionship, etc. but has managed to tuck those thoughts away deep in the back of his mind

• so he spends his free time alone watching movies by himself while eating takeout, or finding somewhere high on the skyline to perch upon while the breeze caresses him and gives him comfort while he's deep in his thoughts

• when it comes to his avian characteristics and needs, he knows many people don't understand so he tends to them himself

• long tiresome processes of preening his own wings, often getting aggravated when he can't reach a spot or can't get certain feathers to lay flat

• or when it's that time of the season and he continuously chooses to go through his ruts alone because he hasn't allowed himself time to slow down and properly take care of it, because he grew up too fast and exploring his own wants and needs was never an option

• let's talk about keigo nesting during a rut bc of pure instinct but suddenly coming to the harsh reality that he has no one to share it with

• ouch

• imagine the first time he meets you

• you think he's probably the most loud and obnoxious motherfucker you've ever met but he grows on you over time

• its only after spending a bit of time by his side that you realize little things about him that kinda break your heart

• he smiles and jokes around a lot, but when you catch him deep in thought or slipping you notice the vacant stares that make him seem far, far away

• or the fact that he doesn't touch people unless they prompt first, whether it's a high five or a pat on the shoulder, but his hands mostly remain in his pockets or by his sides otherwise

• so it breaks your heart even more when you go to give him a quick hug before checking out for the day and he completely tenses up, clearly not sure how to react

• it occupies most of your thoughts that night, before it finally dawns on you that keigo didn't reciprocate because he didn't know how to (not literally, of course)

• from then on you touch him more often - like gently putting your hand on his shoulder when you're reaching over him, or placing your hand on the small of his back when moving around him

• over-all you're in his space more, always standing a few inches closer so your shoulders touch or your hands brush

• but let's talk about that one time you both go on a mission together and keigo gets knocked around a lil bit

• you're finally able to catch up to him and the idiot is standing there covered in bruises, feathers missing and his hero outfit almost torn to shreds, and he has the audacity to smile at you like he didn't just get knocked into next week

• he tenses again when you run up to him and pull him into a frantic hug, worry ebbing from your entire being but grateful that he's still standing and alive

• but the exhaustion finally catches up to him and its then that his wall comes crashing down, his arms wrapping around you like he's clinging to you for dear life, and his head is resting on your shoulder, coming free of all those heavy thoughts he's been carrying with him

• things slowly change after that

• months later you two end up together, like two pieces of a puzzle that were lost but finally found, a relief of a perfect fit

• he texts you constantly - whether it's of things that remind him of you, or a picture of a cat he saw while on patrols, or even just to let you know you mean the world to him

• when you’re both together he almost always ends up being the one to initiate physical contact now, staying close in your space and his hand always rest against you

• on nights after a long day of patrolling, he'll come over and you'll put a movie on, cuddling close together on the couch while eating the most unhealthy junk food you could find to take the edge off

• you catch him smiling to himself one of those times, and when you look at him curiously, he shakes his head and laughs quietly

• "'s nothing baby bird, just nice to finally have someone to do this with"

• on another tiresome evening of patrolling, he flies through your bedroom window (you always leave it unlocked and open for him) and perches on your windowsill

• you can instantly tell something is bothering him by the way he's holding himself, his wings twitching and his body tense

• so you beckon him to come sit on your bed with you, thinking maybe a back rub will ease the tension. but when he finally sits down in front of you, the disarray of tangled feathers is the answer to your unasked questions

• you tell him to relax and he does, but when you hesitantly run your fingers against his feathers he nearly jumps out of his skin

• you pull your hand away as if it was burned and when you ask if you accidentally hurt him, he flushes and avoids eye contact

• "no! no, you didn't hurt me. they're just.. sensitive. 'm just not used to people touching them like that. but it.. it feels good"

• so you continue running your fingers through his feathers gently, making sure they're all in place and pulling the loose ones from his wings

• he’s all breathy sighs underneath your hands and you swear you hear him cooing every once in a while and your heart melts at the amount of intimacy and trust

• it turns into a ritual after rough days, and neither of you mind it

《《 NSFW 》》

• so look, i’m not saying keigo is a virgin but we're gonna keep going with this little needy & touch starved trend we got going. to each their own

• keigo loves being touched, but he also loves touching you

• i’m talking always pressing up against you when you’re both alone, face nuzzled in your neck while biting and licking, hands on your hips and squeezing

• clinging to you when you’re about to get out of bed, or sneaking into the shower with you bc he misses your warmth and is craving some skin on skin contact, his head nuzzled into your shoulder and his arms wrapped around you from behind

• tbh he’s probably still half asleep as he does this, too. you basically have him completely limp in your arms when you turn to start scrubbing his hair

• i’m getting a little off topic, huh?

• he’s always trying to get your attention, especially when he knows you’re busy

• he’s almost always breathless when things get hot and heavy, nearly falling apart over a make-out session

• but when you finally get him out of his clothes and on the bed where you want him, the experience is one you want to relive forever

• he’s got this wonton facial expression, chest flushed and wings puffed out, lips parted with unspoken pleas as you touch him

• the first time you even touch his dick he nearly loses it, head tossed back and fingers gripping the sheets

• "fuck.. fuck that feels so good dove, please don't stop"

• he’s so sensitive, his skin feels like it might burst into flames because of how worked-up he's getting

• the sight of him falling apart from a simple hand job is a sight to see, something you weren't expecting to get you going but it is

• you stroke him slow, your grip just loose enough where he ends up having to work for it, all the while you're gauging his expressions

• keigo is a talker, loud and completely unashamed of the filth pouring from his lips as he fucks up into your fist, his jaw slack and his brown pinched in pleasure and concentration

• "please baby, right there. god, you feel so fucking good, please don't stop. fuuuuck"

• when you decide to touch his wings out of sheer curiosity, you weren't expecting to his reaction to turn you on as much as it did

• keigo arching off the bed with a broken "f-fuck!", yanking you forward into a harsh kiss as he moans broken please and appraisals into your mouth, whining

• he finally comes in thick spurts over your hand, his hips stuttering as he thrusts upward to milk the final drops of his come, chest heaving and breathy pants falling against your lips, his hands tangled in your hair

• touch starved, needy, and sensitive

don't get me started on my man's going into a rut. whoo, good stuff.

sorry this is so long!! i got very carried away once i got into it.

if anyone wants to request anything, please do?? i would love that, especially since I'm trying to learn more about this beautiful bird-boy. nonetheless i hope y'all enjoyed!!

♡ ky

#keigo takami #bnha hawks #bnha keigo takami #mha hawks #mha keigo takami #hawks headcanons #keigo takami headcanons #hawks x reader #keigo takami x reader #takamikeiigos #ky writes #headcanons #bnha #hawks

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fanficmemes · 3 years

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The discord server encouraged me to send an ask and share my trauma so here I am. This fic is a bit different from the usual tho and I think it genuinely traumatized me. It had perfect characterisation and psychology, it was wholly from the victim's pov, and it had a catharsis at the end, but hooo do I have flashbacks. So to not out the fandom and ship, A = victim, B = kidnapper.

Starts with A naked and bound to a ceiling, barely able to stand. B comes in with a riding crop, whips A practically to death. And the thing is - A is super sarcastic and tries to withstand but it goes for so long he starts breaking and crying and outright begging. They also knew each other before. If I remember correctly B is both in sadistic glee and reassuring A somehow? Bottom line, he's obsessed with A. He was supposed to test A for some experiments for his evil superiors but fakes A's death so he can take him and basically lock him in a basement, put some healing stuff on A, which hurt like all hell, and when the skin's barely healed, proceeds to rape A. And A is obviously terrified, but he barely escaped death, barely healed and can't do anything. It. Was. HORRIFYING.

Then the fic truly starts. And its so fucked up, omg.

B's obviously obsessed and "in love" with A, he wants A on his side, in love with him. He puts A into a strongly fucked up BDSM type of kidnapper-kidnapee relationship, rapes A but acting as if they're lovers. B's frustrated that A hates him and doesn't love him back. There's one time early on when A notices the doors are not locked so he tries to escape but of course B is waiting for it. And punishes A, and it's… fuck. Dunno if its then or later, but I think here, B puts A bound on his knees and prob blindfolded into a tub, and keeps him there for days. Until A apologizes I think? Takes care of him otherwise, like with food and cleaning him, but leaves him there. So from now on escaping is obv not an option so A tries to hold on until his friends find him, playing into the game, kinda acting into B's want for it to be a relationship. Y'know, they watch movies, B brings him food, sex, obv.

There are two more things I remember vividly and one that just kinda makes me want to cry and comes in flashbacks. Its on the basis of - when in such a traumatic prolonged situation the brain starts to adapt so at some point A starts accepting the gestures and what not, cause he has to survive long enough, and they're like taking a bath one day and obv it turns into sex but A takes charge this time, riding B and feeling both good bcs the sex is nice and horrible with himself that he's enjoying it, perfectly aware that he's still being raped. It's just… so fucked up. And so beautifully, heart-wrenchingly well written. Ngl, cried typing this.

Then comes sort of breaking point when B tells A that his friends won't come for him, that they think he's dead or left town completely, and A snaps. He basically forces B down and rapes him instead. And then feels HORRIBLE about it, genuinely horrified with himself. And then of course it turns out B Allowed it (he's much much stronger) bcs he wants A on his side, go dark, etc. And this is where A loses hope if I remember correctly, turns catatonic, which B is first worried, then frustrated, and then either punishes him for that or for smth else, can't remember. But he puts A into the tub again. He's left there for like three days I think? And B doesn't come back this time.

It's actually where his friends find him and damn, this part. When they're carrying him out A gets a panic attack and tries to go back bcs B will Punish Him if he sees he left the basement and he can't take it and I think that just ripped my heart straight outta my chest. Crying again.

They take A to the hospital, watch over him, etc, someone gives him a knife, and of course one day when they leave him for 5 minutes B comes back. And its another fucked up scene, A getting upset about being left behind altho he knows he shouldn't. Now he has to go with B bcs B's clearly gone tots crazy and unhinged. B was a sadist and obv crazy, but its like manic now. So A goes, he has the knife in his hoodie, they arrive at the car in the woods, A left a bleeding trail I think. At this point A cant let himself be taken or he wont be found again so he stalls and gets raped again, horribly and painfully (it was painful a lot of the time esp at the beginning) but when B's done and distracted A kills him with the knife. It's again heart-wrenching and so, like, reastically written? Like A's not elated or anything just empty and relieved if I remember correctly. It ends with someone interviewing A about the whole thing and self-defense and all, they clear him and then there's a welcome home party for him some time after. Ends on a hopeful note but A aware of how he wont ever be the same and the catharsis was there but damn. THE PAIN. This fic haunts me.

And again it was beautifully amazingly well written. I think it wouldn't be even 1% as traumatising if it wasn't so heart-wrenching. It was tagged and all, I clicked on it in the mood of wanting to read smth dark, but tbh I couldn't have predicted exactly what I was getting into. I prob wouldn't have read it otherwise. This ask can't transfer the sheer emotion I got from this fic but I think I needed to share it somewhere somehow. So. Yeah.

This is more sad than cursed 4/10 :( sorry u got in too deep

#asks #cursed asks #I’ve read some ljke this #and I don’t like em either #so I know where ur comin from

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relaxxattack · 3 years

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contemplating if sending this ask is worth the c!sam discourse bc tbh I've been exhausted by it these past days but! you talked about sam and regret and - I feel like sam is in this position where he's constantly on the edge, because his problem is that he cares too much - he does regret a fuck ton, but he doesn't see any other way to do anything, and thus puts on this warden persona, a steel barrier between himself and his emotions, to be, he's the definition of "between a rock and a hard place", damned if you do, damned if you don't

I think a very good example is quackity's stream, where it's so clear how easily influenced he is, and how when he latches onto an idea, he gets tunnel vision. with tommy - he mourns and it hit him like a truck, but in his mind what could he do? as he said - dream could have used tommy as a hostage etc, and safety of the server, thus inescapability of the prison, is a priority. with ghostbur also - if he extended the bridge, in his mind, dream would most likely use ghotbur as a hostage and escape (dream hismelf called ghostbur a hostage, so), plus, with how much tommy's death in that cell fucked him up, I don't think he calculated the fact that tommy is armed, his brain just couldn't out tommy in that cell again, and that's why he put down the lava

he is very paranoid about the prison, fueled by isolation and time spent with dream, enabled and at the same time manipulated by quackity, fresh from the egg banquet which was a final testament of the fact that he can't trust any of his closest friends no matter how much he tries to help them and no matter how much they seem like they're trustworthy (the eggpire, hannah etc), drowning in guilt over tommy's death (remember the quackity stream and the ranboo stream in particular), with no support system, nothing there to at least suggest another direction, plus he has a natural tendency to bear everything onto himself - responsibility, faults, everything - regardless of what anyone says or does, and a tendency of getting tunnel vision when he latches onto an idea (for example that tommy was there to release dream, not kill him)

and let me say this - this isn't a justification of sam's actions, this isn't to say that what he did or said was good actually, nor is it to say that he wasn't at fault, because it isn't, what he said to tommy was horrible and uncalled for and it was still sam's actions, what he did to ponk, and what he allows quackity to do is horrible and wrong, and there's no debate about that, I'm not here to debate that

however I'm here to say that i think, to say that he's not unwavering in his actions, and to say that he's fine with them? to me it's wrong. when he says 'i will murder you' and 'im doing this out of my free will' and 'it was perfect when it was just me and him'? the tone he uses is a tired one, it's defeated, it's the voice of a man that knows what he does is wrong and hates it but doesn't see any other way

as cc!sam said - c!sam has to choose between what he thinks is good for the server, and what he personally thinks is right - these are not the same things to sam. (also cc!sam, when talking about whether or not c!sam goes to see dream/tortures him, said that c!sam would rather not see or be anywhere dream at all (and also that he doesn't torture him himself), which are his personal feelings, as opposed to what he's doing "for the good of the server" aka "it was perfect when it was just him and me")

so - how does regret factor into c!sam? I feel like he does not regret his actions in a way because he saw those as the only option - However, I do think that he regrets the very fact that it was the only option - he doesn't regret the actions itself but the fact that he, in his eyes, had to do them

please keep in mind that 4th paragraph, not trying to defend his actions or words here, nor trying to say that people have no right to be mad, I'm just saying that I think people greately overestimate sam's stability and "confidence" he has in what he does, I feel like people often mistake "he did his best in the situation he was in given his capabilities and mental state" with "he did good", and that's why when people try to explain sam's character they get angry. because no! he did bad! he did terrible actually! but the key here is why he did so badly, and why, because of his mental state, he didn't have the capability to do better

anyway sorry for the essay in your asks, I hope this is at least somewhat entertaining to read

i was absolutely terrified by the length of this when i saw it in my inbox tbh 😭 but the tone it was written in was pretty gently and your points were good and insightful so i was able to read it yes :]

thank you for saying this i think it was well-said

#sam meta

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afoxysunny · 4 years

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Robbie as Bullock

This post will probably differ from the others in structure and be a lot longer for one big reason

When choosing Miraculous for the Lazytown characters i really wanted to only use ones that we've already seen in use in Miraculous Ladybug and know how they work from there.

For Robbie i broke that rule. I don't really remember what first made me consider it but it probably had to do with the fact that i think the Ox Miraculous, just aesthetically, would fit Robbie perfectly!

So for this one i had to start from scratch completely, no reference for a canon hero design, no idea what power or weapon he'd get, no clue what the phrase to transform could be.

Of cause i used the most references for him but here are the ten i found most important

Obviously i don't expect any of my speculations to become even remotely canon once we find out what Stompp, the Ox Miraculous, actually does but i hope it at least makes sense for now.

I like how I've drawn all the others standing head on to face the camera and Robbie just leans there. That's because you have to think he doesn't care, the little Tsundere

Concept Overview:

In the Miraculous Ladybug episode we meet all the Kwamis, including Stompp, he is the most actively concerned about Nooroo so now that the Butterfly Kwami is back I'm sure Stompp would want to stay around him. With Sportacus partnering with Nooroo, teaming up Robbie and Stompp made the most sense to them.

Design Notes Incoherent Thoughts I had to justify what I'm Drawing:

Purple and Blue - it amused me no end that with the choices i made blue Sportacus got a purple Kwami and purple Robbie got a blue kwami. I did kinda dislike at first how little blue the costume has in comparison to purple but i decided i don't have to make a decision because apparently the canon show can't make up its mind about Stompp's colour either. The blue and purple can always be swapped if i decide i don't like it

Harness - Ox' are hard working animals, mostly used to pull heavy objects. For that purpose they get strapped into a harness. Obviously i had to include that in this design, the chain hanging from the collar around his neck has a similar purpose (it only occured to me way too late how kinky it looks please ignore that)

Cape? No cape? - because of the imbalance in colours i briefly considered giving him a cape like a Matador would have but only for a second or so. I wanted to keep Robbie's iconic body shape untouched by a bunky cape, also the few times he wore a cape in the show he really struggled with it and also i think it would've clashed with the tail

Tail - speaking of which, an ox' tail has that frizzy end to it but i really liked the chain as his tail so to emulate the thicker part at the end i hung a padlock there. And that really worked. Not only bc that's just how bulls and ox are kept in check with their strength but also because the oblong shape of a combination lock makes for a fitting shape and can be used in universe. You see, Robbie is not that good with just saying what he wants or expressing how he feels. This four letter combination lock is magic and kinda betrays and helps him at the same time. It spells out any given four letter word that fits his mood best at any given moment

Miraculous Nosering - if a Lazytown character would unironically get a nosering, it'd be Robbie. I'm sorry, i don't take criticism on that

Horns - he needed horns. He just did. Look how good he looks with horns! But for real, in Miraculous Ladybug Chat Noir gets actual cat ears so he can get actual horns, also like Chat he the white parts of his eyes turn yellow like Stompp's while keeping his signature grey iris

Hair - ox' are mostly shown with like bangs covering their eyes so i couldn't resist ruffling his usually so perfectly done hair up to make it fall a little like that

Weapon - my first thought of "Miraculous takes cliché traits for animals to base their powers on so i guess bullfighting is the way to go here" made me really sad. This "Sport" is so disgusting i wanted to cry and puke while reading about it. I'll spare you the details but in addition to the Matador in the arena there's other guys too to weaken the bull before the Matador kills it, one of them throws knives. Miraculous Ladybug likes combining weapons with toys so I'm giving him darts. They are fastened to the front of his harness and i think how they can be used is along the lines of, once he zhrows them with his super strength and they pin into something they can only be removed when he allows that, also like the ladybug's jojo they can fly how long and whatever direction he wants, and probably also is able to just manifest them back to himself if ever one gets lost

Miraculous Power - again, just pure speculation here, but the powers we so far know of are all loosely based on an exaggerated cartoon trope of each animal so for the ox that is hard working and persistent and for the bull that'd be aggression and tunnel vision. While typing this i get the urge to add blinders to his mask but i digress. So i made up an exaggerated power that'd fit both but when i told my test group (two people) one said "oh, kinda like Bloodhound from Apex Legends" and the ozher said "so like hunter's mark from DnD" i play neither so i don't know but maybe you do do that's the short version of the explanation xD his power is based on the cartoonish depiction of a bull seeing something that bothers him and then charging at it for as long as he can until he gets it. Once Robbie focuses on an enemy or someone running away or someone he is following for whatever reason he can use his power to keep track of them. No matter how far away they go or where they try to hide. It sounds OP as shit but think of the Snake and Bunny who can both time travel and then say that again. The catch is he needs to use it while that person is still in clear sight for him so i think it balances a little better

Name:

Do you know the difference between a Bull and an Ox? Well, let me mansplain it to you anyway

The reason i kept switching between drawing inspiration from bulls and ox' is because it's the same animal. Those are both names for an adult male cow. The only difference being that an ox is castrated and a bull is not. Stompp is the Ox Miraculous so tough nuts Robbie, literally. But making babies isn't really on his to do list anyway with Sportacus as his partner so who cares.

Anyway, I had the design done and like always i struggled a lot with naming it

But then i learned a Bullock is not only a cool word that seems to be a mix of bull and lock like his design is but it also is the official name of a male cow too young to be castrated yet! Isn't that just perfect? I think it is

Also I'll include in this section the phrases one needs to speak to have Stompp transform them into this Ox themed Superhero and for the power to activate. If you think of something more fitting for either please let me know!

Transformation:

simple version - horns up / horns down

More detailed - time to charge / time to loaf

(charging is when a bull starts running blindly at something; loafing is the professional farmer term for a resting cow)

Power: Target Charge, Locked On, or my personal favorite option Head-On. Again going with the more in depth terminology, that's what the running style of a bull is called when he's chatging at a target

Story:

Robbie lived in Lazytown but when the kids grew louder and older and he got more annoyed wih not having his peace and quiet he just up and left. He spent a lot of time traveling around, living wherever it was comfortable and leaving when it wasn't anymore. Thanks to being an inventor and overall talanted crafty person he got by pretty easily as there was always a company running on "hire a lazy person for an important job, they'll find the easiest solution for the most complicated problems" so he never really had to worry.

Whether by coincidence or fate Robbie and Sportacus run into each other and despite Robbie being a little difficult they both immediately feel strangely drawn to one another. With time going by they meet more often, at first more or less by chance but eventually they plan to meet up regularly. They might have very different ways of doing it but they share a common lifestyle: helping out others to live a comfortable and fulfilling life.

Only after Sportacus was chosen to be the new Guardian of the Miracle Box he finally asks Robbie to join him, full time by his side traveling in his airship around the world wherever they may be needed. Of cause only for moral support and such, obviously. You see, they always enjoyed each others company and sort of over time eased into a relationship like coexistence but neither of them ever really acknowledged that. Only when Sportacus got Nooroo's power to sense other people's feelings that barrier of miscommunication fully fell. Robbie is incredibly bad with conveying his emotions but now Sportacus can sense that he has potentially the most powerful and purest emotions he ever encountered. Not only is each feeling of his powerful but when there is more than one at play they don't mix together and muddy each other but instead boost even more. He knew before that he wanted Robbie to join him but that discovery made it a necessity.

Despite not being able to actually say so Robbie is thrilled to come along. Only over time and with a lot of painfully slow conversations they manage to agree to make their relationship official.

Stompp, the sassy Ox Kwami, regularly bursts out of the Miracle Box to want to check on Nooroo and slowly he and Robbie bond over telling Sportacus and Nooroo to go easier on themselves and let a little responsibility get taken off their shoulders so eventually they team up and Bullock is created.

Thanks to Robbie's hard work to better himself with Sportacus' help, Stompp's magic transformation provides him with a tail that conveys his feelings for him.

When they hear that Lazytown has been wiped clean of grown-ups Sportacus immediately flies them over there so Robbie can check on his hometown. Finding only a few children, now teens, left there Robbie recognizes them and the two form the plan to give them Miraculous' too so they can help to find their lost family, friends and neighbors and fight together to bring them back.

Wow that was so much to read and you did it! I'm so impressed and thankful! You deserve a pat on the back (if you want one) and a cookie and/or sportscandy on your way out

#Lazytown #miraculous ladybug #Lazytown au #Miraculous Lazybug #revive the lazy #Robbie Rotten #sportarobbie #mentioned #Stompp

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tigerlilliz · 5 years

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Cassius is adorbs

Aww man <3 kk So playing ACOR again makes me appreciate Pretty Boi Cassius that much more.

At first, he wanted support with the Senate seeing us as just a pretty face and fat ass lol but once he realized we were so much more than that, he began to treat us differently. He still had to call upon us occasionally to sway the old dirty Senate men, but would make time for us privately during those functions to see that we are move than an escort, so to speak, to him. I also can't fault him for being entranced by us bc he never experienced anyone like us before. If most females he encountered are like Sabina, it's definitely refreshing to meet someone like us who he can bounce ideas off of, challenges him, creates a space for him to be vulnerable, is knowledgeable, intelligent and creative (able to recite poetry on cue, etc). We give each other hope and it feels natural with him. So I get why he is so smitten by us bc let's face it..we are rare and we're the shyt!!

But what got me the most is all of the selfless things he does for us. Even Lena speaks very highly of Cassius and often defends him calling him genuine and kind. He does stuff like:

• Upon learning about our father being forced into performing as a gladiator. He ran down to the barracks with us. Adorbs. He knew we were worried about his safety and, therefore, volunteered to reach out to a blacksmith so our father has proper armor (so sweet).

Besides the obvious lol Cassius is great for so many reasons. First and foremost, he takes time to understand the MC. From the beginning upon learning of our past, depending on how much you choose to tell him, he provides a safe haven within him to for us to talk and process the trauma we experienced in Gaul and how it has shaped us and our view of Rome. Though Rome holds different meaning to him, he respects our differences and even uses his resources (public standing, financial security, etc) in an attempt to help make our current circumstance something that we can build upon and be proud of...that even though Rome may never be a place we feel at completely at home, to not give up on the fact that there is still good in the world...that we can feel safe with him (both with expressing our ideals and feeling secure).

• Inviting us to accompany him at the Vulcanalia bonfire/sacrifice... the intimacy we shared with him as he guided us through the process, burned his legion armor, and provided us a chance to option offer up our own sacrifice..a choice that given our strong belief in gods would've made us feel like we had some sense of control over something (flames) that took everything from us 8 years prior.

• Setting up a picnic of authentic Gallic cuisine after witnessing Syphax's "trial" knowing that it would be an emotionally taxing day for us. Even though Cassius was struggling himself, it didn't stop him from taking steps to make us smile.

• Getting down and dirty in the Scholae. Volunteering to help clean the scholae while most senators would've probably thought the task to be beneath them. It meant more to him that we weren't retraumatized by losing let another "home", felt safe, and didnt completely lose hope then anything else. He even went to Anthony for support against Aquila for what he did int he scholar and to help us out. Talk about humbling yourself lol Then, while looking like a snack during hours of cleaning *_- he finished and gave us a "happy ending" yessssirr!

Screenshot: Exhibit A:

Another cute part was after finding Antony and ultimately dealing with Aquila, the first thing we did was run to Cassius's crib to tell him and Sabina what happened. We went on our own, without being summoned or paid to which shows the soft spot that we have for him. Knowing we could tell him the truth and process it with him was so comforting.

Though I legit care for Antony and Spyhax deeply too, I just wanted to take time to appreciate the way Pixelberry wrote Cassius who tends to get a bad rep. He may be naive and wordy at times, but given his upbringing and lifestyle, he can only be what he was exposed to and what he knows. But what he does with what he has, speaks volumes. 😍

I'm excited to see where Pixelberry takes him once he finds out not only are we now Caesar's "property" and truly an escort now, but Antony proposed it. We've gotten a taste of jealous Cassius i.e. grabbing our hand and standing in front of Antony at Vulcanalia Games and then saying he hasn't fought in years but would for us (in regards to Aquila attacking the Scholae). Hawt! Man oh man..He's gonna team up with Brutus and all hell is gonna break loose.

Pixelberry better allow us to sneak out and bang a jealous Antony and an angry Cassius! I'll have my diamonds ready and waiting.

#choices #choices acor #acor #cassius #cassius longinus

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marshallunspoken · 7 years

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look at these good parents lol

Marshall Lee: [So Marshall Lee is just hanging out, I guess. Hanging out minding his own business. And yeah, maybe he knows. Maybe he's heard the excitement of Clover screaming earlier that she had a doctor's apoitment, and sure maybe he's curious about it all, but whatever. So maybe he's expecting to see the girl around, as he always does, but it's not like he's waiting around for her. nope. totally not a marshall lee thing to do at all.]

Clover: [Guess what? Clover's coming in from her doctor's appointment, all excited. And yes, she's been alone. She wanted to go alone. She told everyone it was just so the big news would be a surprise for Roy, but no, she just wanted to do it alone. And boy, she's ecstatic, like, really crazy happy right now. So, she's heading back to her dorm, I guess? And she's gonna pass Marshall, really unaware he's there just because she's got excitement tunnel vision, and she just wants to get back to her room and jump around excitedly.]

Marshall Lee: [so he just watches her walk on by... yep. I'm sure there's a "hey clo....." but it's ignored. and he's honestly taken aback and offended like df? but still for some odd reason he is completely curious as to why she just passed him up. so he makes his way to her door and knocks once, but actually just barges in. his eyes land on a jumping Clover, and he just watches her at the door way. laughing, too because what a cutie.] So it went well then?

Clover: [There's a yell when her room is barged into, because w h o a. But when she recovers, the big, pretty Clover smile is back on her face, and she nods excitedly.] Yeah, really well.

Marshall Lee: [is that a smilE on Marshall Lee's fACE? yeah, because his frIEND IS ECSTATIC, and woaw.] That's good. Happy for you. [a tiny round of applause.]

Clover: [And, really, she can't keep herself contained, and no, nobody else knows yet besides her, but wahey.] They told me what the baby is.

Marshall Lee: You mean other than a bump?

Clover: [There's a lil eyeroll.] Well, yeah.

Marshall Lee: So is there going to be a little Roy running around? Or a little Clover? [he's just curious, there's a shrug. he doesn't care. really. he doesn't mhm.]

Clover: [She smiles real big again, and perhaps her hand is subconsciously moving to her tummy, just maybe.] It's a girl.

Marshall Lee: Thank t h e lord. [and he doesn't believe in prayers but his hands are brought together bcs heckie yes no more little roys running around.]

Clover: Be nice~. [like, boy, I just told u before anybody else, and I know why you're thanking the lord, and while warranted it is not nice.]

Marshall Lee: Congrats, I mean. [ and so he walks right up to her for a high five. is that nice enough?]

Clover: Thank you! [And since she's so ecstatic with happiness, she skips right past that high five, and pulls him into a hug instead. Fight me!]

Marshall Lee: Oh-- [so oKAY he hugs her back, and a little too lightly.] A girl tho. If she's anything like her mother, she's going to be a real crazy lady. mHM

Clover: [She pulls back and gives him a look like 'i said be nice'.] She's gonna be perfect.

Marshall Lee: [so he just nods in agreement, because yep that was perfection in his eyes right there.] Crazy, and perfect, probably with those fake eyes, and... well... and...

Marshall Lee: [no he's not gonna say it

Marshall Lee: ]

Clover: [There's another softer, but still Clover pretty, smile.] And whaaaaat~?

Marshall Lee: [he just shrugs, and pulls away from that hug, because that big pretty smile is wayyyy too dangerous. kay.] Oh, just nothing.

Clover: Hmph. [turn that into a Clover pout, because deflecting Marshall is a pain.]

Marshall Lee: So, how do pregnant lady's celebrate good news anyways? Should I buy a 12 pack of Mountain Dew? [trying to make a joke. t r y i n g.]

Clover: I can't have caffeine, so I have to decline. [she grimaces, because why god a life without Moutain Dew.] But I've never been pregnant before, so I don't know how I'm supposed to celebrate.

Marshall Lee: Bummer. [there's a small shake in his head.] Well.... what would you like to do instead? Anything you can think of? Think of it like a present from me, I guess....

Clover: [She thinks for a minute.] You could always buy me food. I /am/ eating for two, after all~.

Marshall Lee: That's right, you are~ [he chuckles.] What's the little one craving? Hm?

Clover: I can't say for sure, but probably mcnuggets. [she shrugs with an adorable lil grin.]

Marshall Lee: Probably. Alright, alright. Probably mcnuggets. So let's go, then.

Clover: Yaaaaay, you're awesome~~~. [because give Clover food, and she's a happy girl. Especially mcnuggets while pregnant, yes gAWD. she's on her way out, yay.]

Marshall Lee: [and so in the back of his mind, a happy Clover is way better than a pouting Clover, and since he was unable to actually tell her that her daughter would be just as beautiful as she was, mayyyybe this would make up for it. so she's out the door, he's out the door, and they're walking] I'm really happy for you, by the way. A daughter's real exciting, she's going to be precious.

Clover: Yeah, I'm really excited. And, like, there's something about knowing what she is that makes it feel even more real and stuff, and it's weird, but it's also really cool. Like, I have a human in me? What???? It's mine??? It's so weird.

Marshall Lee: You know. It is pretty cool. Never thought I'd say that. She's all yours, tho and, well, and his. But mostly yours for now, I guess? [there's a grimace at the his, yuck. eye roll] And I'm sure you're going to spoil her loads, and well, you're going to be a great mom. I know it.

Clover: [There's probably a matching grimace when Marshall says 'his', ngl. But she recovers pretty quickly.] Really? You think it's cool? I wouldn't have pictured you the type to think parenthood sounded cool. [eyebrow raise, because is Marshall not like I think? mmm.] Thank you. I hope I'll be.

Marshall Lee: I'd be lying if I said I wasn't freaked out at first. But seeing you, and your excitement, I don't know. I'm excited for you.

Clover: Maybe you can babysit sometime. See how much you really like it~. [there's a smirk, because she's joking hard.]

Marshall Lee: I'd never. No way. Especially for date night with Roy. [ annoyedddd af]

Clover: Not for date night, stupid. [Literally, every time he brings up Roy, there's an internal eye roll.] Maybe you can just come and play with her sometime then. When she's with me, or whatever.

Marshall Lee: A better option. Yes. I can deal with that.

Clover: Seeing you with a baby would be funny. [there's another grin. she's all smiles right now, apparently.]

Marshall Lee: [And so he was unfazed as the car pulled up to the drive thru window. He was too busy thinking of the idea. Him, with a baby. And while that normally would irk him, and send nasty prickles up his spine, he pictured it. For once, he thought about him, holding Clover's child in his arms, and he couldn't help but to smile.] Yeah... funny. [So the voice on the intercom interrupted them and he ordered some food yikes bye.]

Clover: [food is ordered, and food is with the pregnant girl now, and she's happily eating said food. but hey, she's gonna fish for info now. Just watch her.] Do you think you'd-- ever want kids, or???

Marshall Lee: [he steals some fries. or maybe he ordered himself some as the eater for two needs all the sustenance she can take, but he ponders the question. Thinking real hard, and before, before Clover getting knocked up by Roy, he would have said no. In fact, he was glad the child wasn't his, as it were a possibility. but no. h hadn't want any children then but now....] I don't know. Sure. With the right person, I guess. [eating salty goodness.]

Clover: Mm. [she nods, contemplating. Would she fall under that category, if Marshall knew the truth? Probably not. But being open to the idea at all? A step up, for sure.] I think... you'd be a pretty good dad.

Marshall Lee: Me? Oh... no. Nah. [he shakes that idea off real quick.] I don't know the first thing about babies, or children or anything.

Clover: Neither do I.

Marshall Lee: But, you're...

Marshall Lee: No.. you're like excited and happy and... reading about it. and stuff.

Clover: I still don't ~know~ anything about being a parent.

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Marshall Lee: So... so what are you saying?

Clover: I'm just saying... you don't have to have any knowledge beforehand for me to think you'd be a good dad. That's all. [she looks down at her fries, tbh.]

Marshall Lee: So then... [huff] what do you think makes a good parent? Hm?

Clover: Caring enough to try, I guess.

Marshall Lee: Well... I'd try. I guess.

Marshall Lee: [shrug]

Clover: Then... you'd be a good dad. [shrug, eating fries, trying to be nonchalant.]

Marshall Lee: [he's just gonna quietly eat his fries.] I neither agree or disagree I guess.

Clover: You're not allowed to disagree with me~.

Marshall Lee: [eye roll aF] For now I do.

Clover: [Clover pout.]

Marshall Lee: I'm just sayiNG, I won't know until it happens to me.

Clover: Til then, you just have to believe it~~~

Marshall Lee: Fine. Fine. okay. Fine. [he fakes a Clover pout ha.]

Clover: You can't pull a pout on someone that trademarked the pout.

Marshall Lee: I do what I want, woman. [eVEN MORE EXAGGERATED POUT HER WAY.]

Clover: It doesn't work, stupid.

Marshall Lee: -______________- k.

Clover: Don't make that face at me.

Marshall Lee: -__-

Clover: I'll get out of the car.

Marshall Lee: No don't. It's not safe

Clover: Then stop making that face~

Marshall Lee: Stop making UR face.

Clover: I can't.

Marshall Lee: Samsies~

Clover: Liar.

Marshall Lee: You're welcome for your nuggets btw. :D

Clover: ... Yeah, thanks for that. They're great.

Marshall Lee: [Thumbs up]

Clover: You're the best~~~~

Marshall Lee: No you, tbh.

Clover: I didn't buy you any mcnuggets.

Marshall Lee: No but you made me realize something [shrug]

Clover: What?

Marshall Lee: That I could be a good dad. If I wanted.... you know. [shrug again aF.] I mean sure I don't like it but I guess you're right. As you always are [EYE ROLL, and parked car they are back home.]

Clover: Yeah, I always am. [smiley smile]

Marshall Lee: Yeah... yeah... w/e.

Clover: [she just giggles.]

#au tho

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